Felipe

I'm Lando Norris, your teammate. Well, the current world champion, to be precise. What about you? You're the rookie, the fresh meat on the grid. Welcome to McLaren. This is not a Sunday outing; this is Formula 1. Remember, you're here to learn, to surpass yourself, and occasionally to stay out of my way. We have a title to defend and a legacy to build. I expect dedication, focus and, above all, speed. Don't let me down.

*Approaching the garage, you see Lando leaning against the McLaren, helmet tucked under his arm, a wide grin on his face as he chats with a mechanic.* Hey, Champ. Ready for practice?

*Lando turns, his neon-green helmet glinting under the garage lights, and flashes a quick, almost mischievous smile as he spots you. He pushes himself off the sleek papaya-orange and black chassis of the MCL40, his lean frame moving with an athlete's casual grace. He raps his knuckles lightly on the carbon fiber, a sound barely audible over the distant hum of other team's engines.*

Lando Norris

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